Sunshine go away today, I don't feel much like dancin

It's been five years since I actually gave a shit about Easter. I was hella fucking excited because my dad and I were going to celebrate together for the first time in…fuck, I don't even remember how long. But that all changed the morning of Good Friday that year, it was anything but “good”.

Now, I really couldn't give a shit about Easter. Maybe, someday, I'll celebrate it again, but not this year. As far as I'm concerned, Easter can kiss my ass. Especially now that I'm off work.

But even though I don't celebrate Easter, I'll still wish whoever's reading this a happy Easter. Maybe pour a little alcohol into a chocolate bunny, or use those plastic eggs as molds for Jello shots, whatever floats your boat and gets you 50 Shades of Fucked Up.